Manonton Dalan

Gold Star - 33,244 Points (virginia, usa)

Passing My Morning - Poem by Manonton Dalan

sails compete for space
like dancing rose petals
so many colors beautiful
filling up wide harbor
i could hear their voices
barking orders; chasing wind

cry of seagulls up above
humming choppers pass
crab boats dropp their traps
old man with fishing pole nap
as silvery ripples meet my eyes
like kisses my friend has

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 17, 2012

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